Wildflower Diary - 31st July

Lost the marble. Found the marble. Lodged firmly in the spout of the watering can. It’s been rinsed, dried, and ceremoniously dropped back in the button jar — next to the thistle brooch and a button that looks like a conker.

 Maureen said she’s planning a trip — “somewhere coastal, with wind” — and that felt like the most Maureen sentence imaginable. 

Bit sad to see July go. It was strange and lovely and full of unexpected visitors. Tomorrow, I may tackle the drawer of doom. Or not.

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